SO IM DOING A LITTLE FUNDRAISER TO HELP WITH KIKIS SURGERY BILLS

SO IM DOING A LITTLE FUNDRAISER TO HELP WITH KIKIS SURGERY BILLS

If you don't know...THIS IS KIKI!!

THE LOVE OF MY LIFE!!! SHE LOVES BELLY RUBS AND KISSES.

On Sunday she needed some hefty surgery due to bacteria and infections and lost a kidney. She's only 3, possibly has FIV(basically cat HIV).

Surgery and hospital stay came to be $10,000, and I had to pay 95% upfront might as well take all of it at that point

I also lost my job last Thursday, because I expressed my concerns to the district manager and the store manager didn't like that and fired me.

SO BECAUSE SO MANY OF YOU LOVE KIKI AND MY WRITING/BANTERS IM DOING A LITTLE THING!!!

For ikevamp guys only

For $5 I will write bullet point hcs with any guy with any scenario. Can be smut, fluff, angst, I DO IT ALL ＼(°o°)／

For $10 I will do a few paragraph drabble and maybe random banter with any guy with any scenario. Can be smut, fluff, angst OR WHATEVER.

Don't have $5/$10? Even $1 helps. Can't do that? Then please just share. I don't want anyone to feel obligated. Want to donate more but only have one request? ILL TAKE IT.

All of it is going to Kiki. And I'll be keeping all of you updated on Kiki too. I'm sure she will be needing special food, and follow up appointments.

Now what do you gotta do? I have PayPal here and ko-fi here

Leave a message with your URL so I can tag you (or if you want to stay anon and just stalk my blog that's cool) what guy, and what scenario.

Scenario doesn't have to be detail, if you just want smut, say that, or if you want a certain kink. If you want fluff you can just say fluff, or if you want a little coffee shop au.

You guys know how this works I'm sure.

OR GIVE ME $50+ AND I WONT ABUSE ARTHUR FOR A WHOLE DAY

That's me right now ⬆️⬆️

No but seriously this was so beautiful and nice and calm and just so, so true. The part with the intrusive thoughts??? Oh I felt that.

Thank you so so much for this, you have no idea how much this means to me <333

Hello! Could I maybe get some Silco x reader hurt/comfort fic? Maybe the reader is struggling mentally and Silco tries to help them? It doesn't need to be anything too heavy, I've kust been dealing with some self destructive urges and depressive thoughts lately and I'd appreciate the comfort <3 You absolutely don't have to write this if it makes you feel uncomfortable though, just let me know if you decide to not write it, so I don't expect anything. Thank you so much!

Sorry this took so long. I hope you're doing alright and this might help a little. We've all been there. This is heavily based on my own experiences so I hope that's okay <3

Warnings: Depressive thoughts

You’re numb again.

It’s cold. Dark.

You ever get the feeling the world is too much? Like life is passing you by too fast and you don’t know where it’s going. Or where you’re gonna end up? What’s going to happen next?

Will today be like yesterday?

What about tomorrow?

You feel lost.

Left behind.

It’s all too much.

So you stay in bed, waiting. Doing absolutely nothing because anything feels like it’s too much. Until…

The hand that touches your shoulder is warm. It moves down your side to then rub circles around the small of your back. Breathing comes easier now.

“Silco,” his name is just a quiet whisper on your lips and yet, he still hears you.

“I’m here, my love,” he says.

His hand strokes down your arm, fingers tangle themselves between your own. He squeezes gently.

You feel grounded. Secure. Safe.

He scoots in under the covers behind you. You feel his chest press against your back, and his nose pokes your neck as he shuffles closer.

“Those thoughts haunting you again, my dear?” he asks. He knows you may not have the strength to answer.

But you manage a small nod. And that’s plenty enough for him to understand.

He presses a kiss behind your ear, and then another to your neck. “I’ve got you. I’m here.”

A smile flickers on your face for just a moment.

You take a deep breath; finding some small urge of strength you roll over to face him.

Not a word uttered between you. You stare into each other's eyes, longingly. You can just make out the blue in the dim light of the room, swirls of sky and ocean turquoise merging together. The red flickering brightly, almost looking like a small flame, guiding you towards it.

You reach your free hand up, running it back through his hair and then down to the nape of his neck. His blue eye closes slowly and he hums quietly in response. You watched intently as the pupil of the red dilates, shrinking down the ring of fire that surrounds it.

“You have beautiful eyes, Silco.” Your voice was weak.

A soft chuckle left him as he opened his blue eye to meet your gaze.

“As do you, my dear.” He leans close to press a chaste kiss to your lips.

The tips of your fingers brush lightly at the back of his neck, just below his hairline.

You open your mouth to speak, but the words are stuck in your throat. You hate this. It shouldn’t be like this, he does so much for you but what-

“Focus on me. I’m right here. You’re stronger than you think.” He knew you so well. Always knew how to pull you away from those thoughts.

“I’m sorry. I’m really sorry. I’m so useless. I don’t pull my weight around here-”

“Hush now. That’s nonsense.” He squeezes your hand again. The other moves up to cup your cheek and his thumb traces over your lips lightly. “You do plenty for me with just your presence, my love. I don’t need anything else from you. Just having you here is enough.”

He kisses you again, but deeper, more passionately than before, as if to emphasise the meaning of his words. Tender and slow. As though the Eye of Zaun — a man who was always busy — had all the time in the world. He was sure to always make time for you.

“I love you,” he says, tightening his grip on your hand. “You’re mine. Always mine. No matter what.”

You smile — a genuine smile; one that reaches your eyes and makes the corner of your eyes crease. It stays. “I love you too.”

“Good.” He brushes the back of his hand down along your cheek. “Because I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

The fact that I actually have been thinking of that au w my grim reaper oc .. /srs

great minds think alike 😈

Yeeeeeees😈😈😈

Thank you so much for the tag @scarlettjskipper <333

Relationship status: taken😊

Favourite colour: I have multiple. I like the basic ones, like black and white, but also earth tones, so brown and green. I also like to pair black with red.

Favourite food: Anything dairy, really. Cheese especially. Also pasta. My favourite is lasagna. Lasagna and fried cheese (a delicious czech food) I could eat every day, literally.

Song stuck in my head: Phew. Umm, probably the ones from my playlist on yourube, that's based on my story (that will never see the light of day, sorry babes). I'll link it here:

https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLmPO1X0HIFSlXl1Nlm6asBxO6tDCDbsrB

Last thing I googled: Silco x reader (no, I will not be shamed!)

Current time: 9:25

Dream trip: I really don't know. There are some places I would like to visit, but probably will never make a move to make it come true. I'm not really into travelling, it makes me too anxious and it's just not...appealing, I guess.

Something I want: Huh. I just want summer holiday. Just...to get away from school for those beautiful two months. Also, my birthday is in 4 days, I'll be 18, so I will be able tp buy nicotine products and not fear that someone will call the cops on me XD

Aaaand, that's it! I'm tagging: @spoopy-fish-writes @yanderepuck @a-napoleon-lover-at-17 @scummy-writes (because I have these people on my dash all the time and they are just...so awesome, like, I wish I could talk to you more)

But also anyone else who would want to participate!

tag 10 ppl you want to get to know better :] tagged by @ocularose hehe thank you~ 💜💖

relationship status: plain and simple :v single

favourite colour: purple (pretty much all of em), seafoarm green, phthalo green, lime green, periwinkle, mulberry, wine red (wait a minute this seems familiar)

favourite foods: honestly anything with noodles, all noodles; or with breading around it, chicken nuggies or onion rings! I just love onions lmao and BEANS! There is just so much I love xD like cabbage and spinach. But one thing I could always eat not matter what is Sushi.

song stuck in my head: Gallows by Shelby Merry

last thing I googled: barok van zieks concept art (referencesssss)

current time: 19:58 (as I am writing this)

dream trip: I always wanted to see the northern lights with my own eyes, so any place, like Norway is fine by me. Okay I know it’s corny but when I look at them, not are they only beautiful but I like to think it’s Earth/nature actively protecting us. OK I would love to go to Japan as well, all the food! xD

something I want: You see there are those statues, Dracula (the design by one of my fave artist ;-;) I really want, I know I don’t need it buuuut…. yea. I REALLY want this one Vergil statue so bad omg. Uh ah. @van-zieksy, @scarlettjskipper, @angeaxil, @bubblymilkgalaxy

some people think writers are so eloquent and good with words, but the reality is that we can sit there with our fingers on the keyboard going, “what’s the word for non-sunlight lighting? Like, fake lighting?” and for ten minutes, all our brain will supply is “unofficial”, and we know that’s not the right word, but it’s the only word we can come up with…until finally it’s like our face got smashed into a brick wall and we remember the word we want is “artificial”.

I wanted to leave a comment, but for some reason couldn't, so Imma just leave it here!

Now, lemme just say that I live for domestic fluff! Although bounty hunting isn't really that domestic XD

Anyway, I check the King Schultz tags almost daily and I reread the few fics that people have written over and over again, religiously. So it was a nice surprise to read something new, especially so pleasant, fluffy and nice <333

Morning | Dr. King Schultz x gn!reader

Summary: you and King get up a little early.

tws: mentions of guns

You stretched, your bones clicking and groaning in protest as you dared to sit up, looking around the dark inside of the room you had rented for a moment before rubbing your eyes and getting onto your side, leaning on your arm as you looked at King as he slept; you dared to smile, bringing your hand up to gently rake it through his beard as he smiled and leaned into the touch.

"Is it morning already?"

You nodded, moving to fold your arms on his chest, leaning your chin on your forearms as you yawned and tried to come to life. "Yeah, it is... we best get up."

King shook his head, still a little groggy, more than sleepy as he lazily looked at you. "Du bist sehr attraktiv, mein Sterne..."

You leaned into him a little more, daring to bring your hand down and under his shirt, your fingers so gentle and deft against his skin as you sighed. "We gotta catch those Balfour robbers, today... the married couple."

"That we do," he said lowly, his voice cracking a little to make way for a yawn. "We need to get Django up, too, and get the horses."

"I can get the horses ready," you said softly, tapping his chest and sighing. "Say... you don't ever reckon there'll be a day when we... y'know..."

"What?"

"Settle down," you said quietly. "Y'know, find somewhere... decent. Live a quiet life."

He fell silent, pondering on it for a moment; he did always think that there was an end to bounty hunting, there had to be, it wasn't the type of career someone could continue on with forever. Hunting bounties wasn't exactly delivering newspaper, though, and there was a certain amount of unpredictability that came with the job description; even King Schultz, an incredibly skilled gentleman, knew that there were still a large amount of risks with even the easiest of bounties. He supposed, at the end of the day, it was a nice idea, to settle down and to live a quiet life, but whether or not it would actually happen... that was a different story altogether.

Eventually, though, he sighed, and after running a hand through his hair, he finally thought of a good response, "there is an end to bounty hunting, mein Sterne. How it will end, though, I can't be sure."

You met his gaze, frowning a little as you furrowed your brows and hummed. "Yeah, but do you not think about... if it ends well?"

"Occasionally, natürlich," King nodded. "It's a nice idea... come on, we best start getting ready. Where is it you said they were?"

"Last known sighting of the Balfours was near the woods," you rolled onto your back and grumbled, rubbing your eyes. "About an hour's ride out of here, then about another hour to get there. Heard some people saying in the saloon that they were camping out there."

Swinging his legs over the edge of the creaky bed, King stretched a little, giving you the perfect opportunity to put your legs either side of his, your chest against his back as you pressed your face against the back of his neck. He closed his eyes, trying to savour such a feeling and trying to force such a moment to be locked away in his memories for all time. He didn't feel the need to say anything.

"Did you remember to clean your gun?" The words danced along his skin, the vibrations from your voice making him shiver a little.

He nodded. "Always."

"Good," you whispered, kissing the back of his neck as you pulled away and sat back. "Don't want it jamming."

King smiled a little, daring to finally stand up, he went to grab his shirt, tugging it on as he turned to look at you, a certain glint in his eyes. "Perhaps, after this one, we could go to that saloon."

You tilted your head to the side, moving to the edge of the bed, resting your elbows on your thighs, your hands clasped as you furrowed your brows. "What for?"

"You seemed to like it," he admitted. "And it's about time the three of us had a night off. Before we head down to Rhodes, perhaps we could."

You nodded slowly, biting the inside of your cheek to stop yourself from grinning. "Sure. I don't see why not. Who we after in Rhodes?"

"A man by the name of Josiah," he explained, tugging on his trousers and pulling up his suspenders, "he's wanted for a few scams."

You shrugged, leaning back, your hands against the mattress as you watched him. No matter how many times you saw it, watching King get dressed always sent a shock of electric down your spine, always made you wish that nights were longer. "Y'think we ought to get you some new suspenders? They're starting to look a bit worn from here."

"On our night off, you can take me shopping, mein Sterne," he promised, running some pomade through his hair. "Do you want me to leave while you-"

"Nah," you chuckled, shaking your head. "I just like watching you."

His features turned a little pink at the comment and although he tried his best to hide it, he couldn't help but to smile; perhaps one day, mornings and nights wouldn't be so short and so busy, perhaps one day, things would be different. Maybe there would even be enough time to savour the little moments.